Countless days and nights of waiting, moments filled with busyness, and endless hopes for dusk and dawn — weren't they all for the arrival of that one beautiful scene...
Cough, cough, of course, such an exquisite scenery should never arrive in duplicate; otherwise, it would be a death sentence.
At this moment.
Beneath the podium, Wu Peiliang kept telling himself to stay calm, to stay calm, impulsiveness is the devil!
His expression remained normal as he suppressed the nameless raging within him.
Wu Peiliang looked at Zhao Rong's profile and suddenly scoffed:
"Hmph, you call this busy? It seems Mr. Zhao is just showing off. What's there to boast about, so dull, so pointless."
No sooner had the words fallen.
Zhao Rong and some students in the academy who shared his feelings couldn't help but turn their heads to glance at him.
Wu Peiliang was startled, sensing that their gazes were somewhat strange, perhaps tinged with a bit of... pity?
